Father is on top, I was wrong

Lu Jia glanced at him dissatisfied, and walked over, ready to take Wen Wujue from him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Gui ignored his outstretched hand and walked to the side of the carriage by himself.

Lu Jia had no choice but to follow and opened the curtain.

Only then did Xiao Gui see that the inside was covered with a dense layer of fur, almost impenetrable, and underneath was a thick blanket, which was soft and comfortable, and looked much better than a cold wall of dry grass.

The wind outside was as bitter as a cold knife, and Wen Wujue could barely open his eyes.

"Your Majesty, can you let me down?"

He didn't want to freeze to death outside.

Xiao Gui reacted, put him on the carriage, and when he pulled his hand away from his waist, he was inexplicably reluctant to part with this gentle softness.

At this moment, Wen Wujue had no intention of being pretentious and flirtatious, his shoulder should have hurt a bone, and it hurt more and more.

Right now, there is no imperial doctor in the barren village, so he endured it without saying a word.

Li Ling hesitated for a while, but still passed two military quilts to Lu Jia, so that they would not freeze to death here, and he and the emperor would not be reviled.

Lu Jia hugged the quilt and planned to spend the night leaning against the door of the carriage, but Wen Wujue said, "Come in and sleep, it's too cold outside, so you won't freeze."

Lu Jia hadn't answered yet, but Xiao Gui grabbed him tightly, his brows seemed to be knotted, "A slave, is he worthy of sleeping in a carriage with Cheng?"

Wen Wujue sighed helplessly: "Lu Jia is not a slave, why does the emperor care so much?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Gui's complexion became darker, and the strength in his hands became stronger.

Lu Jia stared at him stubbornly. He didn't have the guts to do anything without the prime minister's order, which didn't mean he was really cowardly.

Suddenly, Xiao Gui let go of his hand, smiled lazily, and jumped into the carriage.

The carriage was not big, and his stature was too tall, so he shook violently as soon as he got on it.

Wen Wujue was startled, and then saw a figure pressing in, barely blocking the peripheral vision from outside.

Li Ling and Lu Jiaju were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing what the ancestor wanted to do.

"The carriage is well furnished and very comfortable. I will rest in the carriage tonight."

Two big men sleeping in the carriage?

Not to mention that the carriage is so small that it is difficult to turn over, just say that the north wind is howling outside, no matter how comfortable it is, it is not as good as the wind protection of the post station inside.

Li Ling was afraid that he would act on the spur of the moment and not care about his body, so he hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Your Majesty, the water outside is dripping into ice, and you still have to fight. What if you get frozen?"

Xiao Gui didn't like to hear these words.

"How does my body compare to that of my father?"

Li Ling's half-sentence was stuck in his throat, how can you compare your golden body with that sick yellow child?

He smiled, "The emperor is the son of heaven, so naturally he is the best."

Xiao Gui snorted, "Then it's fine, Xiangfu can sleep outside, why can't I?"

Now, even Li Ling had nothing to say.

Wen Wujue was in a daze, and after listening to the general idea, there was nothing he could do about this ancestor.

He had no choice but to ask coldly: "Where did the emperor drive Lu Jia away?"

Xiao Gui said unhappily: "Where does he go, a slave, how can Xiangfu care so leniently?"

"He's still young and can't stand the cold. The emperor asks Li Ling to arrange a suitable place for him."

Xiao Gui gritted his teeth bitterly, why is this Lu Jia so precious?

I don't know how much his father-in-law cares about him.

He lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the outside world: "Li Ling, let him go to sleep in the station."

As he spoke, he squeezed into the carriage regardless of other people's eyes.

The space in the carriage was cramped, Wen Wujue moved aside to make room for the ancestor.

But Xiao Guiben was tall and tall, after lying down, there was only a precarious gap between the two of them.

What surprised the outsiders even more was that Xiao Gui was tall and had long legs, the length of the carriage was not enough, and a part of his foot was exposed outside.

Li Ling's face was full of complex expressions. Could it be that wild food is more delicious than home food?

Xiao Gui didn't care what others thought, he shrank his feet into the carriage, but when he bent his knees, he pushed against Wen Wujue's leg.

He paused and had no choice but to remain motionless.

But seeing that Wen Wujue didn't respond for a while, he quietly pushed his leg up, and finally felt much more comfortable.

But after a while, Xiao Gui felt uncomfortable all over again.

In the narrow space, Wen Wujue's body smelled like nothing, it smelled like woody fragrance, but when he smelled it carefully, it didn't seem to be, it lingered on the tip of his nose lightly, lingering.

He turned over and lay on his side, with the distance reduced from a fist to a hair, because Xiao Gui felt that his nose was about to touch the back of his father's head.

Wen Wujue's breathing was very gentle, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xiao Gui's hand moved restlessly and slowly from behind to his waist.

Wen Wujue didn't respond.

So he boldly climbed up and put it in his arms.

Feeling the soft arc, he closed his eyes contentedly.

There is no shelter beside the official road, and the north wind comes and goes freely, whistling violently.

After the midnight, the night gradually gets colder. The military quilts are said to be cotton quilts, but they are actually filled with cotton wool, which cannot withstand the cold.

Wen Wujue couldn't help but shrink into a ball, moving closer to a warmer place.Xiao Gui was not too polite, wrapped him in his arms, feeling extremely soft, like hugging a snow fox.

The next day, after the hailstorm, there was finally a ray of sunshine that dispelled the coldness of winter.

When Wen Wujue was half asleep and half awake, he felt a strong force around his waist, his back was warm, and there was a warm and even breath on his neck.

He was startled, turned his head suddenly, and knocked the back of his head on the bridge of Xiao Gui's nose.

Xiao Gui took a deep breath in pain, opened his eyes, was sleepy, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Wujue gradually remembered what happened last night. The space here is not big, and the weather is so cold that it turns into ice. It is normal for them to be entangled in sleep.

His complexion gradually calmed down, and he wanted to raise his hand to lift the curtain to look outside, but found that he couldn't lift his left hand.

Shouldn't this hand be scrapped?he thought to himself.

It was bright outside, and Li Ling had already woken up early and was rectifying the troops.

Wen Wujue tidied up his clothes, then got up and went out, not even bothering to greet Xiao Gui.

Xiao Gui stared at his back, why did he feel like he was reduced to a heating tool?

Li Ling had sharp eyes, and as soon as he saw Xiao Gui coming out, he hurriedly asked someone to hand him the washing things.

Xiao Gui didn't pick it up, and followed Wen Wujue straight to the creek.

The stream was frozen, and the soldiers had to dig the upper layer to get the water out.

Xiao Gui watched as Lu Jia handed Wen Wujue water, and he took it with a light smile, his expression was far from the one he had when he faced him.

His long legs swayed slowly.

"Did Xiangfu sleep soundly last night?"

Wen Wujue wrung out the face towel, wiped his face, and said, "It's okay."

Xiao Gui said coolly: "It's not that important anymore."

"Oh?" Wen Wujue saw that his eyes were dark and blue, and he really didn't sleep well. He said in his heart that he deserved it, but he tricked him: "It's not a good thing to have insomnia when you are young. The emperor has time to see the imperial doctor." Look."

Xiao Gui's face was neither hot nor cold: "I'm afraid the imperial doctor is helpless."

Wen Wujue spread out his hands, "That minister can't do anything."

After speaking, he walked towards the post station, his throat and eyes were dry, and he was eager to take a sip of water.

While brushing his teeth, Xiao Gui fixed his eyes on him, as if he wanted to see through the thick fox fur.

However, Wen Wujue was ignorant and indifferent, taking the tea from the old man at the inn, chatting and laughing happily with him.

Xiao Gui twisted his arms that were sore and numb after being pillowed by Wen Wujue all night, and scolded himself in his heart.

Bitch.

Seeing that the weather was fine, Wen Wujue and Lu Jia prepared to go back after having breakfast.

Walking out of the post station, I saw Xiao Gui's tall figure walking through the army, holding a horse skin booklet, counting the number of people.

He thought about it, and walked over.

"What's the matter, father?"

Xiao Gui watched him approaching, and said unhappily.

Wen Wujue waved his sleeves, "Your Majesty, take a step to speak."

Xiao Gui frowned, looking at his expression, he knew that he had something to say.

The two came out of the army and walked to one side of the reed. There was no one else within ten steps.

Wen Wujue said slowly: "Your Majesty, the fact that there are less than [-] soldiers and horses must not be disclosed."

"Is it up to you to say that?" Xiao Gui rolled his eyes, did he think he was a fool?

Wen Wujue was not annoyed, but said: "Of course the emperor is wise, but there may be villains. I have thought of a way to deceive the emperor."

"any solution?"

"Ten people in the army form one camp, ten tents form one army, and one army has a cooking stove. There are fewer soldiers and horses, so naturally there are fewer stoves. Therefore, wherever the emperor's army is stationed, there must be enough troops equivalent to [-] soldiers and horses." There are traces of cooking stoves, so that even if someone searches, they will not find it."

Xiao Gui listened to him intently, his eyes became deeper and deeper.Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Wen Wujue asked, "Your Majesty, do you understand what I said?"

Xiao Gui slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, stroked his palm and said: "I understand, Mr. Xiangfu speaks clearly, how could someone not understand?"

He felt more and more that his father-in-law was a gentle and elegant snow fox, walking with gentle steps, not looking aggressive at all, but actually full of twists and turns, scheming and scheming.

Wen Wujue saw that he was going to be eccentric again, so he clicked to stop, too lazy to continue pestering him.

"In this way, I feel at ease, and I wish the emperor an invincible and triumphant return."

Xiao Gui looked at his receding figure in the winter sun. On the flat field, he had a long robe with wide sleeves and a thin figure. He looked like a weak scholar, without the strength to restrain a chicken.

But he knew in his heart that whoever opposed his father would definitely end badly.